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RE: most exciting herp adventure as a kid!
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by Buzztail1 on October 16, 2009
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Well Doug, looking back now with your more informed knowledge of curators...
It probably was a pterodactyl skeleton which he later collected and got all the credit for!
LOL
Good to see you're still around.
R/
Karl
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by AquaHerp on October 16, 2009
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HA Karl! No kidding, I never thought of that!
Yup, still around. Just had the big Open House for the new serpentarium today. Ugh. I will post pictures on Monday of the new facility.
This makes like four of these things that I have built now! Maybe one day I'll actutually stay, but where would be the fun in that?
DH
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by Kingetula on October 16, 2009
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The best herping trip was when I saw my first live snake in the wild! That set everything in motion for the rest of my life. That one snake changed my life and has given me great snake hunting friends through my life, chances to go places I probably would never have gone and always makes me feel like a kid again when I run up and down the rows at a snake show, like I'm in a candy store trying to get the best snake before someone else does lol!. There is so much more but I'll keep it short. That one snake sparked an interest in me that nothing else (maybe girls ;-)) has!
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by vipers on October 16, 2009
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A mojave rattler and a copperhead. I found the rattler on the way to san diago. It was on the side of the rode and my dad almost ran it over. The copperhead was found in florida while looking for rat snakes in a grassland.
There have been some other exiting moments, but I chose those two because they were venomous. But if I didn't see those then I would've chose the time I found a baby lizard
--Tristan Howard
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by pictigaster1 on October 17, 2009
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When I was about 20 I was doing a day hunt on king mountain searching caves.My friend Ricky cut me off going in to a small cave.So I was mad and did not even go, in a few minutes my friend walked out of the cave and casualy said hay what type of milk is this.I looked and nearly fell off the mountain.It was the nicest 10 triad alterna I had ever scene.This was the first from that local ever known.I did not find it but I was there.It took 10 more years for me to find one there.In that time I took Ricky almost every time and he found 5 more makeing 6 befor I got my one.I thought I was cursed Then when I found mine I had drove 200 miles got out 5 minutes and there it was.I drove straight home for fear I would loose it while I hunted.That was one of the most memorable days in my life...........
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by najasuphan on October 17, 2009
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My two most exciting herp adventures as a kid both involve Cottonmouths. The first was when me and three other friends were walking through this decent sized creek, to which the water was almost knee high, scanning the banks for snakes. As luck would have it, I ended up spotting about a three foot long Cottonmouth stretched out in some weeds on the bank, and he was staring right back at me. Everyone started freaking out and I proceeded to pin this snake underwater, with none other than my trusty pvc pipe of course haha. This was the moment that I learned how some snakes can swing their fangs out of the sides of their mouths. He was trying like hell to stab me. I watched in amazement for a few seconds, then bagged him and brought him home with me. I was 12 years old and my mom flipped, but she let me keep him. I kept him for a couple of weeks then returned him to the wild.
The next was in the same creek with one friend this time. Walking in the same almost knee high water and we came up on this tree on the bank; it was probably about 10 feet tall. I had a make-shift hook this time around. There was a bunch of debris gathered around the bottom of the tree forming a little cave, and my famous last words were "Man, it looks like a Cottonmouth would be hiding in there." So I tap my stick on the debris and sure enough this large Cottonmouth, easily four feet long and incredibly thick, came bolting out of there. My friend freaks out and runs way up onto the bank, abandoning me in the water with the snake. I guess it was confused because it bolted under the water straight in my direction. Again, I pinned this snake underwater and bagged it.
I definitely didn't use the best, or safest, methods for catching venomous snakes, but I was only twelve. At that time I wasn't too familiar with people keeping venomous snakes. Right around that time I met Roark Ferguson, when I bought a snow corn from him, and learned that there was a whole lot more to snake keeping than just pythons and corn snakes.
-Jamie
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by viandy on October 17, 2009
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When I was about seven years old my family drove from Virginia down through Florida. We hit the usual tourist sites, including the Ross Allen Reptile Institute. My parents hate snakes, now it really seems surprising we went there. I got to hold an indigo and got an "official certificate" proclaiming the fact.
Last month I was in Florida and as we drove along Paul mentioned that we were driving past the the Ross Allen site, now developed. Man, it's still exciting to remember that !
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by DubVeeJames on October 17, 2009
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I don't remember my the first snake I found, but I do remember the first venomous snake. I was in first grade. My mom came home from running errands and told dad that she had run over some kind of brown snake down the road from or house. He thought it might be a copperhead, so he grabbed a shovel and we hopped in the truck. It was a 3' Northern Copperhead that was still alive in the road. Back then, dad was not too snake-friendly, so he cut its head off. I thought that snake was the coolest thing I'd ever seen, so I made him take it home with us. Then I convinced him to sew it's head back on so I could take it to school. He put it back together and put it in a big jar of alcohol for me. I got to take it around to every class at the elementary schol and show them what a copperhead looked like. After I was done I gave it to one of the science teachers. I heard they finally had to throw it away this year...about 20 years later.
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